A quarter of an hour later.
Inside the sprawling master bedroom, which spanned over a hundred square meters and included its own private reception hall, the décor screamed of extravagant wealth intertwined with a disturbingly dark aesthetic. Strange animal specimens, taxidermied into grotesque and predatory poses, lined the walls—a testament to the original owner’s twisted tastes.
Liam sat at a heavy mahogany table, staring at the head of a white tiger whose jaws were frozen in a silent, predatory roar. He shook his head in disapproval. "Good grief... his hobbies were certainly as diverse as they were depraved."
Since transmigrating, Liam had not fully integrated the memories of the original host. Many details remained hazy, requiring him to dig deep into his memory of the novel he had
